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I was at my sisters house and she was having a wedding shower for a friend and my mom took me so I just hung out downstairs.
I got bored and went into my sisters laundry room and put on panties and a bra. I had just clasped the bra and was rubbing my cock in the panties and I hear the basement door open. My sister walked down and I had barely gotten dressed before she found me in the laundry room coming out. She asked me what I had been doing and said just lookin around I am kinda bored. I know she saw the panties and bra on the floor next to me because I had no time to put them back!
I also was moving one time and my buddies helped. In my bottom drawer I had about 20 pairs of panties. Some thongs and mostly granny panties! (I love them plenty of room and the remind me of my childhood) I forgot and my one buddy walked out with it making comments and I can’t remember what he said but I made some comment they were my trophies from my ex’s.
Then one last time I got high with a girl I was dating. Her brother hung out with us all. I remember that night we got all sexy and started to have sex. I asked her to hold on and I went to my room dressed up in panties and a bra and came out dressed up. She was kinda shocked but played along and I’m pretty sure she told her brother and all the guys we hung out with.
Nothing was ever said but I’m sure they know.
 
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I had an unpleasant experience last weekend. I went to my parents' house and sat in my room on my laptop and searched OnlyFans. I was looking for all sorts of explicit content. My mom entered the room and started asking me what I was doing. I lied about finishing some work. She looked at me suspiciously and told me some stories and gossip. She was acting weird and trying to look at my laptop. I didn't understand what was wrong with her behavior. It wasn't until the next day that I realized how much of a jerk I was. After all, I was sitting with my back in the mirror, and my mom could see everything I was looking at on my laptop! I am ashamed to this day. I don't know when I will visit my parents next time.
 
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The day my wife's youngest (adult) son found out his mother was an exhibitionist and swinger.
Her kids knew she was never a fan of bras, but didn't know that since we had been together, she got her nipples pierced and had the "Joe's Snack Shack" tattoo just above her pussy.
I had to work for a few hours on Saturday, so she dropped me off, ran a few errands, picked me up and we headed to my dad's about 2 hrs. away. Shortly after we got there, I got a text from her son saying he would be at the house in a few minutes to drop off her birthday present. I told him we were at my dad's, forgetting that he had a key to the house since her would take care of our cat when we traveled. He said he would just leave it on the kitchen counter and lock everything up when he left.
I asked my wife if she had turned off the computer before she left, "No. Why?" "Your son is going to drop off your birthday present and leave it on the counter in a few minutes"......"OH SHIT!!!!!".
Our screen saver was a slideshow of her flashing in public, tits and pussy, a few close ups of her tattoo, us having sex, her playing with some of her toys, including some anal toys, and a few of some of our swinging experiences, including her getting spit roasted and I wasn't one of the guys in the picture. Got a text a few minutes later, "Nice screen saver".
It was never mentioned again until his wedding rehearsal dinner a few years later. What we didn't know was that his girlfriend, now mother of 3 of our grandkids was with him at the time. She caught me in the hallway as I left the Men's room and told me how hot it was that we were that open. She then whispered in my ear that all the women in the bridal party were not wearing panties. I was able to accidently (?) confirm that with three of the bridesmaids. Sadly, never got a peak up the brides skirt.
 
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I had an unpleasant experience last weekend. I went to my parents' house and sat in my room on my laptop and searched OnlyFans. I was looking for all sorts of explicit content. My mom entered the room and started asking me what I was doing. I lied about finishing some work. She looked at me suspiciously and told me some stories and gossip. She was acting weird and trying to look at my laptop. I didn't understand what was wrong with her behavior. It wasn't until the next day that I realized how much of a jerk I was. After all, I was sitting with my back in the mirror, and my mom could see everything I was looking at on my laptop! I am ashamed to this day. I don't know when I will visit my parents next time.
What kind of onlyfans content was up? Vanilla stuff or something more embarrassing?
 
Several years ago, my grown stepdaughter who was about 20 at the time, almost caught me dressed in lingerie stroking in front of the computer. This was back in the days of the old AOL chatrooms. I was working nights and had the house to myself. I dressed in a nice sheer teddy and enjoying myself. Suddenly I saw her at the front door, she had come home from work unexpectedly. Thank goodness I had locked the front door as she turned the knob initially and had to fumble for her keys. I had to run to my bedroom and throw some sweats on over the top of my sexy lingerie. ......but I forgot to close out the computer and my erection was clearly visible in my sweats.
 
About a year or so after my hubby and I went poly, a family friend saw my hubby holding hands with another woman in public, and possibly engaging in PDA, knowing my husband. They told my parents, who asked me about it. My family didn't know we were poly, so we ended up having to tell my parents about it, very awkward.
 
About a year or so after my hubby and I went poly, a family friend saw my hubby holding hands with another woman in public, and possibly engaging in PDA, knowing my husband. They told my parents, who asked me about it. My family didn't know we were poly, so we ended up having to tell my parents about it, very awkward.
Yes, I’ve had similar experiences
 
It was at a college party, I was quickly getting drunk. I was living at home, and hadn't gotten laid in ages. I tried hitting on a few girls but that went no where. I got introduced to a cute little gay guy and I told him I was BI. Minutes later we were in a bedroom doing hits of poppers that got me high and very horny. Next thing you know I'm undoing his zipper and pulling out his cock. I started sucking while several people watched. He begged the hostess to let us have that room, because we both neede sex really badly at that moment. I don't remember much beyond sucking each other, him fucking me, and I did an ATM to take his cum. I passed out in the bed with him.
Next week at school everyone was talking about what I did at the party. The Tai Chi asst. instructor, a pudgy gay guy, tried hitting one with a lot of smiles, but it didn't go anywhere
 
My transsexual/cross-dresser hook-up days are over, but I have three stomach-dropping, nerve racking stories of my love for cock getting (or nearly getting) outed.

The first one was in 2005, about 7 or 8 years into my transsexual hook-up days. My go-to was CL’s Casual Encounters and I must have emailed every Asian girl on the site for about five years (and hooked up with many). I of course had an alias and ghost email account. Well one time I responded to an add and the response came back shortly. The angry response included my real name as well as my long-term girlfriend’s name - capitalized, which was a very unique Asian name (even today I won’t identify her exact nationality!) The message was something to the effect of maybe she should forward her the email.

My stomach dropped. It was on my mind for days and in my thoughts for weeks. Who could it have been? I considered if my girlfriend possibly had a trans friend? Unlikely. Did a friend of mine post the add to catch me? Also unlikely (I know it wasn’t my girlfriend, she would have confronted me directly.) it was probably a girl I hooked up with who somehow found our names when we were at my place (or maybe did some fancy web searching?) I blew/got blown and fucked/got fucked by quite a few girls at my apartment. I wasn’t going to respond, I didn’t want to poke the hornets nest. To this day I have no idea who it was or if they shared it with anyone!

The second was on a work trip in 2010 (again - won’t say the city!) I was searching CL at work and left the phone down. My co-worker came over and saw an add with a picture of an Asian t-girl with the cutest little bulge (a bulge she shoved up my ass very late that night). That was just straight up getting caught. It was awkward for a bit, luckily he didn’t mention after it happened. I still remember him saying when he came over what the fuck, and I responded I was looking for a girl to hook with and he said something like ‘that girl’. But he dropped it after that. I don’t think he ever told anyone, but who knows, he probably did tell the story to a few of my co-workers. It’s also one of those situations where you hope transsexuals do not come up when you’re around him, but they occasionally do!

The third was in 2013 when a recent ex-girlfriend was over (we continued to fuck for a bit) and she was using my iPad. She saw the add I posted to Craigslist - looking for an Asian transsexual, cross-dresser or even fem Asian. It described how I have a big dick and am very masculine but prefer to get fucked. This seems like the one that would scare me the most, but it was cool. She was shocked, but as I recall, I played it off awkwardly and we changed the subject. It may have turned her in a bit. She was mostly out of my life at that point, I probably should have asked her to engage in some bi-threesomes. And she was BBC lover! But I didn’t. Soon after, I met my wife and never spoke to her or fucked anyone else (but my wife) ever again.

The last one is a funny story and it was my wife that caught me. We rented a house and were having a cocktail hour. I was playing music through my Bluetooth on a speaker. I went to the bathroom and decided to watch some interracial porn. She knocked on the door and informed me it was playing through the speaker! My wife is cool with my porn. At first it was awkward because she definitely new it was a BBC video, but I’m good with that. I think she knows more about my fucked up (but very legal) fetishes and tastes. She’s made a comment or two about how she doesn’t mind if I watch black guys fucking white or Asian girls and other things to that effect. She respects my phone privacy, I think she inadvertently sees some of my Google search history (which is again, leagal but fucking weird and kinky.) I do all my porn on the phone but if I’m signed in on the computer she can see what I searched.

Any good near misses or scares of other fetishist, tranny chasers or closeted guys?
I’ve come close a few times, but not outright caught. Once upon a time I lived a little dangerously. I met up w tgirls in areas where I knew people. I live in a city (where I no longer live) and I was heading out for a night of drinks after entertaining some friends. A half a mile in the ride I came to a light and saw a tgirl I hooked up with. I made ill-advised decision to speak to her and she recognized me. I gave her my number. Days later, she called my phone. I answered. I realized it was her. She said “when are we getting together. I need some money” I told her not today. I felt pressured. She called again the next day. I didn’t answer. She left a crazy message saying “you’re going to answer this fucking phone!” She continued calling for days! I was paranoid 🤣. She left one message saying I know what area you live in and I’ll go to it and talk to everyone until I find where you are. I changed my number and stayed incognito for weeks. The paranoia went away, but I was worried for long after. I have other situations, but those are for other posts.
 
This is a minor fetish I guess, but I have a thing for wearing the used underwear of my dates or men I find sexy. In exchange for this, I give them my used thongs (most are happy to receive this gift).

I was at a party at my married friend's house, and when using the bathroom, I went through their hamper and found her husbands sweat soaked boxer briefs. I was wearing a skirt and took off my thong and slipped on his unders, and went back to the party and got off on walking around in the host's underwear (hidden under my skirt). In exchange, I put my now moist thong deep in the dirty clothes hamper to be discovered on laundry day. I spent extra time talking to him in particular since I was getting wet knowing I had on his underwear without his knowledge.

Later, we were dancing and having a great time. The guy I was dancing with spun me around, and the dress lifted just enough to reveal I was wearing men's underwear. Hardly a great reveal, except for the fact they were red and yellow unique enough to be recognized by my girlfriend (the wife/hostess).

A few days later, she send me back the thong I left behind, washed and folded. We never spoke of it again.
 
I would wish for a much more sexually open world. A sex-positive culture where sex is a fun thing you do with people you like, and people accept nudity and public sex. Not everyone, all the time, but most people would be a lot more casual about sex.

I'd like to be able to go for a walk in the park with my adult son Nick. I'm into cmnf, so I'd love to wear only a pair of sensible shoes, sun hat and sunglasses, while nick is in shorts and a summer shirt. It's obvious we're lovers, he has his hand on my arse while we walk, and he loves playing with my breasts. We might sit on a park bench and make out some. Or he'd ask some passing gentleman what he thinks of my tits, and maybe invite him to have a feel. One thing leads to another and pretty soon the man and i are fucking while Nick watches and takes some photos.

In this open world Nick and I could document our sexual lifestyle on social media, posting lots of nudes, or me in lingerie or sexy dresses, and live streams of me hanging out at home doing normal stuff, in heels and a smile. Maybe one or two of Nick's mates might drop in for a nice afternoon fuck and we could livestream that.

Some of Nick's friends might be in incestuous relationships too. We could have Saturday afternoon mother and son BBQ/swingers club. Or a son swap; nick goes to stay the weekend with Jack's mum, while Jack and I spend a sex-filled two days together.

I can see the guys texting pictures to each other, or posting photos of their mothers topless, with a cock in her mouth!

I'd love to be able to tell nick and his friends that I'll be available, sexually, and I'd love it if they felt free to come over for a fuck. My legs are always open lol.

I've always been a very sexual woman and I'd like to put sex at the centre of my life. I'd love it if it were a lot more common to have casual sex with people you've just met. Sex in the office, and dressing sexy, would be an acceptable part of the culture.

And of course everyone is respectful of everyone else's boundaries. It's just as fine to say 'no thanks' to a sex proposition as it is to ask someone for sex. No jealousy.
From mid nineties till 2009,my sister and I,who were both married at the time,spent to much energy covering our tracks,lying, etc etc ……in an open world none of this would have applied
 
My grandparents lived three blocks away and one weekend they drove to Canada. I let myself in as I often did but this time I put on my grandma's lingerie, dress, makeup and wig. She was a petite, glamorous woman and I was aroused by all the clothes hang drying in the laundry room. I spent several hours dressed up and didn't hear their car as they arrived a day early. The front door opened and I froze - right there in the entryway. Not sure how long we stared at each other but I remember my gramps saying, "Helen, we got ourselves a sissy." I'll never forget that. I ran to the basement and yanked off the clothes and ran home naked. I was mortified on many levels.
 
My wife and I visit Vegas pretty often and we started going with a buddy of mine and his wife. His wife and my wife got along well so the trips just became that much more fun. My buddy is very traditional so I have never told him or even hinted about our lifestyle (hotwife/cuckold). During one of these trips, my wife ended up meeting a guy at a bar that she was really into and just had to have some fun with him. She ended up making the excuse that she was tired and was going to make it an early night which was completely fine because my buddy's wife loves to gamble so she would just join us for some gambling for the remainder of the night. Of course the reality was that my wife was going to take the guy up to the room to have some fun with. It was up to me to make sure that neither my buddy nor his wife went up to the room, and if they did, give my wife the heads up so she could kick the guy out (we typically share a room when we go). Easy enough. My wife went upstairs, and me, my buddy, and his wife stayed at the craps table. At one point, his wife said that she had to go to the bathroom and I thought nothing of it. It wasn't until maybe 20 minutes later that she got back that her husband asked her what took her so long. That's when she said that she had gone upstairs to change her shoes. I immediately looked up at her and she had this huge smile on her face. She said "don't worry Angie was doing fine, I didn't disturb her" and winked at me. My heart started racing and I'm sure I turned to beet red. I texted my wife but she didn't reply. It wasn't until an hour later that she texted me back confirming what I feared, my buddy's wife walked in on her getting fucked by this random guy. She said everything was fine though and that we didn't have to worry about her telling her husband to anything. The next day, there was a moment when his wife and I ended up being on our own and she couldn't help but start asking me about our lifestyle.
 
One year, when I came home for the holidays during college, one afternoon when my parents weren’t home, I went into my parents basement and found a box of my sister’s old clothes. I had gotten heavily into crossdressing fantasies and stories online so this situation was too good to resist.

I immediately took off all my clothes and started putting on items of my sister’s old clothes. My favorite was a gorgeous red bra. I played with my nipples first and then put on the bra. I also found a pair of white pantyhose and put them on.

I began masturbating fantasizing that I was a girl being fucked by a man.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps on the basement ceiling. Shit, my dad had gotten home early. My crossdressing fun had to end. I would invent an excuse for him of why I was in the basement and hope my facial expression didn’t give away my actual motives. Luckily, he looked distracted when I walked up the basement stairs and nothing more was mentioned of it.
Check out my experience. We had something in common
 
My grandparents lived three blocks away and one weekend they drove to Canada. I let myself in as I often did but this time I put on my grandma's lingerie, dress, makeup and wig. She was a petite, glamorous woman and I was aroused by all the clothes hang drying in the laundry room. I spent several hours dressed up and didn't hear their car as they arrived a day early. The front door opened and I froze - right there in the entryway. Not sure how long we stared at each other but I remember my gramps saying, "Helen, we got ourselves a sissy." I'll never forget that. I ran to the basement and yanked off the clothes and ran home naked. I was mortified on many levels.

Wow. Great story. Do you still crossdress?
 
Not as explicit as some of the events in this thread, but I had one incident that still sticks with me.

25+ years ago, I had a temp job in a small office, doing filing for a woman who was on maternity leave.

The boss was pretty much always out of the office and my coworkers were 3 African American ladies in their mid 20's; they were fun, kept things light, always talked about their adventures in the club last night and flirted with me, playfully but relentlessly (running their long nails up and down my arm, saying things like, "Baby, your booty is lookin' fly today in those jeans!", Etc.).

Fridays were our slowest day and the ladies would have an extended liquid lunch at TGIFridays - they'd always invite me to go with them, but due to shyness and not wanting to be inebriated at work, I usually declined. There was also another reason.

There was a nearby adult video store I often frequented on my lunch hour (it was always quiet during the day) and that was what I did on this particular day.

The video store's day manager was a quiet Latina in her early 20's who would smile at me and seemed to always take her time ringing up my purchases, checking each one out curiously, looking back at me, smiling and this always embarrassed me.

As she was about to ring me up, I heard a familiar voice say, "I thought that was your car in the parking lot!".

I momentarily froze, before turning around and seeing my 3 coworkers from the office - they were pretty tipsy as they approached me while simultaneously looking around the store.

Noticing my stack of VHS tapes & DVDS, one of them said, "My goodness, buying dirty movies. I'm very disappointed in you!" As the other coworker made tsk, tsk sounds and the 3rd seemed distracted ("Ooh, I should buy a new vibrator while I'm here!").

I was still frozen in embarrassment as my 3 coworkers surrounded me at the checkout lane. They had been drinking pretty heavily.

Instead of ringing me up, the Latina manager just watched and smiled.

Grabbing one of the VHS tapes, one of the ladies said, "Let's see what kind of kinky, white-boy shit you're into."

The tape she grabbed was a femdom tape with the cover showing a leather dominatrix spanking a guy over her knee and, seeing this , she laughed and said, "Oh no, oh no. I just can't!".

The 2nd lady behind me and looking over my shoulder said, "Ooh, so you like being spanked huh?"

The Latina manager volunteered, "He loves all that stuff" which even then, struck me as unprofessional.

The ladies began to look over my other purchases, getting closer to me and making comments; the lady on my right said, "Ooh, I like those boots she's wearing, what do you call those?"

With a dry voice, I answered, "Thigh-highs. They're called thigh high boots."

More of this teasing went on as they flirted with me, running their nails along my shoulder, rubbing up againste, etc.

One of the ladies said, "I should give you a spanking for being so naughty, but you'd just enjoy that" and then she laughed.

Another lady joined in, "That's how we'll motivate his ass to work faster in the office" and then gave me playful slap on my ass, which made the other ladies laugh. The Latina manager seemed to be enjoying this break in what would otherwise, be a quiet day for her.

The other lady said, "OK, let's stop, we're embarrassing this boy, look how red his face is" and then said, "We'll see you back in the office baby, you take your time and let your freak flag fly!" and then left.

For the rest of my time at that assignment, the ladies teased me about catching me in the porn store, playfully grabbed/slapped/groped my ass. The office was very sexually charged, except for the days that the boss was in.
 
My grandparents lived three blocks away and one weekend they drove to Canada. I let myself in as I often did but this time I put on my grandma's lingerie, dress, makeup and wig. She was a petite, glamorous woman and I was aroused by all the clothes hang drying in the laundry room. I spent several hours dressed up and didn't hear their car as they arrived a day early. The front door opened and I froze - right there in the entryway. Not sure how long we stared at each other but I remember my gramps saying, "Helen, we got ourselves a sissy." I'll never forget that. I ran to the basement and yanked off the clothes and ran home naked. I was mortified on many levels.
Sounds frightful
 
Here's mine that might sound familiar to some as I posted it in another similar thread:

My sister in law accidentally discovered that my wife pegged me with a strapon.

Many years ago when we had a good sex life and pegging was still part of it, my wife and I decided to have some late morning fun which included her taking me with her strapon.

As routine afterwards, I took the harness and dildo and plugs to our ensuite to clean. As I did so, my wife suggested that we go out to grab a bite to eat. I left the toys on the counter to dry, planning to put them away upon our return.

During our lunch, her sister called my wife’s cell but she ignored deciding she’d just call her back later.

We came home and I put away the toys and left my wife to call her sister back while I went to downstairs to watch some TV.

Probably 30-45 minutes later, my wife called me to come talk to her. When I entered she looked mortified. She told me that while we were gone, her sister had stopped by to drop off a sweater she borrowed from my wife. No answer at the door so having a spare key in case of emergency, she let herself in.

She came right upstairs to hang the sweater in my wife’s closet but had to pee, so naturally she went into our bathroom, only to find a strapon harness, two buttplugs and a dildo.

Caught off guard, my wife couldn’t think of anything else to say but the truth, that it was I who was getting fucked by that strapon.

Needless to say, we were both shocked and humiliated. My wife was mad at me for not putting the stuff away, and I was at her for not coming up with a good lie (which is completely unreasonable, I know).

Things were awkward for a bit. They spoke a couple of times about it, my wife telling me that her sister wasn’t judging, she was just shocked.

The only “discussion” my SIL and I have ever directly had about it was following her attempt to joke about it to break the obvoius awkwardness. A few weeks after, my first time seeing her since, we visited her and as we prepared to leave, I accidentally dropped the car keys. As I bent to pick them up, she said to my wife “he’s assuming the position, time for you to strap up!”

I shot up in horror, and she apologized for the joke. I apologized for her stumbling upon the toys. That was the only time we’ve ever directly acknowledged it with one another.

We’re completely cool with one another now and I rarely think about it anymore but sometimes I do get excited by the thought that she knows.
 
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